Young Adult

Chapter thirty - The blackout

"How was it?" Ezra asked as I got into the car, "confusing, I don't know how to feel." Ezra buckled me back up and patted my head.

"Don't obsess over anything, take it slow." He reassured me as we drove back home, as we began to enter Calabasas droplets of rain began to fall to the ground. "Oh yeah it said that we were going to have a storm today, I guess it really is winter now."  Ezra commented.

Typical, of course today was the only day in California that it would rain, I didn't even know it could rain here!

"I'm tired I'm going straight to sleep." I said as we walked into the house, I thought about going to sleep in the master room, but it still felt weird going there when I'm not invited.

I squealed as I heard the crackling of thunder in the distance, at that moment all the lights in my room went out. Of course at that time I was still processing my emotions from therapy.

I felt like nine year old me again, I started off being scared of thunder as a way to sympathise with lily, but over time I became scared of it too.

"Addy are you alright?" Ezra swung open the door to see me cradled your in the corner of my room. "Are you okay?" He asked me as he sat by me. I nodded "how did you know that?" I asked.

He placed my head on his shoulder "your mom told me after she found out that we were dating." We sat there in comfortable silence for a while before I asked another question.

"Do you still remember your mom?" I asked, instantly regretting my decision, "hmm my mom, you always tread on eggshells when she was brought up. I'm happy you're finally asking about her." He softly whispered.

"Not much I'd say, after her and my dad married they moved to England for his work, but he lost all their money and died when I was a child. Without being able to go home she worked several jobs to keep us fed and warm, so when she wanted to remarry when I was 15 I didn't say anything. But I hated living with her and her husband, so my mom let me live on my own and she moved away. We stayed in contact until I moved to London at seventeen, I haven't talked to her since." He muffled

"Do you miss her?" I asked, holding his hand. "I don't really know, it's been so long since we last talked. I think if we met again I wouldn't be mad." I nodded, I didn't really know what he was going through but I felt like I should try and sympathise, if it was me I would shove it in everyone's face that I was doing fine without any parents.

"What if when I get my memories back I don't change back to the person I was the past six years?" I asked him, it's been at the back of my mind for a while now, but I didn't really care what he thought until recently.

Ezra stayed silent so I continued "I mean that my personality of old me is only six years old, whereas the personality I have now in eighteen years old. It's the true me, even if I remember everything I doubt that I would go back to who I was. Are you okay with that?" I stammered at the last sentence, scared of what he would say.

"Of course, you're not that that different as to who you were, you're just more outspoken and extroverted compared to how you used to be. In a way I like it, you always used to be too scared to stand up for yourself, now you're confident." He kissed my forehead.

"Now, do you want to get takeaway? We probably can't make any food right now with this whole blackout." I nodded and took his hand to stand up.